I seem to have a crush on the little follower

The time when Tang Le returned to the rental house was about the same as the time when grandma came back. After sending him downstairs, Zhou Fan pushed the car and left in a hurry. Tang Le just sat down on the stairs for a long time, and grandma came back with a sullen face. He didn't ask him why he was sitting outside, but just stuffed a black plastic bag into his arms.

"What is it?" Tang Le held it with both hands, unable to find the things inside.

"The new pants that your mother sent for you are also crazy. I think she just wants to torture my old lady to death." Grandma opened the door two or three times, choking on the aftertaste that hadn't dissipated. Frowning, he turned and quickly opened the window.

Tang Le sat on the head of the bed, caressing the black sweatpants spread out on the bed with some pleasant surprise, while listening to the grandmother walking around and chattering behind her.

It turned out that the reason why grandma didn't come back at noon was because she answered a call from her mother in the morning. Originally, her mother wanted to take the opportunity of delivering the pants to see Tang Le. She didn't dare to call to tell her until she was about to board the train, but she was scolded by her grandma. After a while, he had no choice but to go back resentfully, and asked an aunt in the same village to bring him over, and grandma went to the train station to fetch his pants at noon.

"Where can't I buy broken pants? Clothes stores in the city are crowded together. Is this one she bought missing?" Grandma was so angry that she turned and sat on the mat, took out a steamed bun from the pot, and gnawed it angrily. Mushroom sauce was not even included: "A few days ago, Binzi just quit his job on the construction site outside, and she dared to run away while Binzi was away. It really turned against her!"

Tang Le frowned at the sound, but he didn't dare to say anything, he just pulled up his pants and compared them with his lower body.

He has always felt that his mother has had a hard time these years. Since Er Le was born, she has lost her fertility. Grandma hates her to death, especially Er Le has disappeared so vaguely that even the corpse can't be found. In those few years, my father wanted to beat my mother to death, until her skin was torn apart. If Tang Le went up to stop her, she would beat her together. The heavy shovel would hit the human bones so hard, it was really life. The pain, the pain made Tang Le's face pale, and he almost passed out when he knelt on the ground.

For so many years, grandma and father seem to have always regarded mother as an accessory, not a flesh and blood person, a scalper who is ordered by others, a reproductive machine that can be beaten and scolded, and has been able to survive in this world for so many years , it is not easy.But Tang Le knew that all the sources of support for her mother were because of her own existence.

When you are able, you must take your mother with you.

Tang Le grabbed the sweatpants and sat on the head of the bed again, looking at the back of grandma in front of the coal stove, she swore secretly.

He took off his shoes and stood on the bed, took off the school pants lightly, and carefully put the brand new sports pants on his thin legs. He jumped off the ground with some excitement, and walked to the side of the door where a tenant stayed In front of her full-length mirror, she took a photo of her beautifully, and she was really happy.

The grandma sitting on the right sneered disdainfully when she saw his ignorant appearance.

There are two gray stripes on the side of this pair of black sweatpants, making his already skinny legs longer. Tang Le pretended to tuck his white lapel long sleeves into the waistband, creating a smooth and beautiful waistline. Come on, looking at it this way, he still vaguely looks like a young man from the city.

Tang Le scratched his slightly long hair, and suddenly smiled into the mirror, but the smile surprised him because he was really not used to it.

He didn't laugh very much before, because nothing funny happened. Apart from his home and school, his usual places of life were winding mountain paths and fields. .

After coming to the city, he suddenly laughed more often. To be precise, it was after he met Zhou Fan.

Tang Le looked at the black trousers in the mirror, and suddenly remembered the outfit Zhou Fan wore every time he pushed the trolley. It was inexplicably similar, but he could wear a triad look, while he looked like a bad guy. Baji reform-through-labour prisoner.

Zhou Fan is indeed a very nice person, he can make him laugh, help him save him, in the end he is warm-hearted, just like every person who is bullied by Fan Xingchen, he will help fight back.

Thinking of this, Tang Le suddenly became flustered.

Indeed, although Zhou Fan was chattering non-stop, his fists were never verbose, especially when facing Fan Xingchen.

Tang Le lowered his head and looked down at himself. Maybe all of this is just due to Zhou Fan's nature. He has a habit of helping the weak. Maybe even the word "friend" is habitual.

Tang Le was suddenly a little frustrated. He went back to the bed and sat down again, took out his homework and placed it under the lamp.

Maybe he should redefine the so-called friend relationship with Zhou Fan. Although they live on the same floor of the same rental building, Tang Le can feel that the world between him and Zhou Fan is very different. He simply couldn't believe that he had really become friends with such a person, and this feeling of incompatibility made him terrified.

Tang Le's heart was too uneasy. His inherent inferiority complex and cowardice entangled him, making him almost suffocate. He could only instinctively avoid others' overtures.

Tang Le's palms were sweating a little. He sighed helplessly and wiped his palms on the seam of his trousers. Suddenly, he felt something different.

In the right pocket of the trousers, there was a thing that was a bit sticky. He was too thin, and he couldn't feel it when he wore it on his legs. He didn't feel it until he rubbed it with his hand.Tang Le was a little puzzled, and reached into his trouser pocket to grab a handful.

He touched a note.

Tang Le suddenly became nervous, and quickly looked up at grandma. Fortunately, she was just sitting at the door knitting a sweater with her back to her.

After the previous two incidents, Tang Le would involuntarily get nervous when his mother and the note were connected. He carefully took out the note and quickly pressed it under the homework book.

Under the light of the desk lamp, he placed the disheveled pencil case in the center, blocking the note, like a sneaky student cheating in the examination room, and unfolded the note as silently as possible.

When Tang Le saw the words above, he took a deep breath.

There were two notes this time, a large one wrapped a small one, and there were two addresses on the big one, one was exactly the same as the one from "Tang Hai" last time, while the other was completely unfamiliar.

Although the other address on the new one is different, the distance between the two is not far away. It seems that it should be a family area.

And on the small one, my mother wrote that because of panic last time, I missed one, and I added the previous one so that he could keep it. After seeing this note, I will destroy it together with the last note. But remember that the big one must be kept well, it is equivalent to saving lives when necessary.

Tang Le felt much more relieved. Fortunately, her mother wrote the content of the last time, otherwise she would really be dead...

He glanced at his grandma's back, but he didn't see the trash can, so he simply stuffed the small note into his mouth and swallowed it, while the big one was placed in the middle of the schoolbag, and he saved it every day. The money was carefully put together.

Tang Le lay down on the table and finally let out a long sigh of relief.

*****

Today I heard that last month's monthly exam results will be announced, so Zhao Qian spent the whole morning reading twisting and twisting on the chair, until Tang Le's ears were calloused by that voice.

"You read it early in the morning." Tang Le took advantage of Tian Kewei and the girl at the back table to go to the bathroom together, and turned around.

"I heard that the teacher in charge of the first class is going to announce the grades. I, I'm nervous, and I'm still looking forward to it." Zhao Qian said.

"It's understandable to be nervous, but looking forward to...?" Tang Le looked at him puzzled.

"Tian Kewei said in the morning that if she enters the top three, she will invite me to eat ice cream at my table." Zhao Qian smiled happily: "And if she passes the exam, I am also happy, after all, she has worked hard during this time .”

"It's not that you passed the exam, what's there to be happy about?"

Tang Le gave him a blank look. He always felt that Zhao Qian was getting more and more wrong, especially when Tian Kewei was mentioned just now, his eyes were full of spring.Although Tang Le has never been in a relationship, he has never eaten pork but has seen pigs run away, and he always feels that something is wrong.

"Look at you, you're straight male cancer, you don't understand style." Zhao Qian smiled.

Tang Le was a little puzzled when he heard the sound. His focus was always very strange, so he asked suspiciously: "What is straight male cancer?"

Zhao Qian was a little speechless. In fact, he also learned it from other girls. Before he came to the city, he didn't know so many new vocabulary. Tang Le's social scope was limited to this seat, and he basically fell asleep on the table after class. , I didn't talk to others much, I don't know that these are really normal.

Zhao Qian didn't know how to explain: "You ask those rotten girls in the back."

"Rotten girl?" Tang Le felt that he seemed to be out of the era, and couldn't understand more and more.

"It's girls who look at Danmei, Danmei, you always know, right?" Zhao Qian looked at him, and the moment he saw Tang Le's confused eyes, he simply gave up and waited for his answer, and explained directly: "I also listened to what they said Yes, boys like boys, boys and boys are together."

"Boys like boys?" Tang Le was even more surprised, feeling that the door to a new world was suddenly opened.

"Yeah, they lent me a comic book for me to read. I flipped through two pages and didn't have any interest. If you are curious, I will lend it to you." Zhao Qian said, from the drawer He took out a comic book as big as a Chinese book and handed it to Tang Le directly.

Before Tang Le could react, he caught it by accident. Holding the comic book with a fancy cover in front of him, he was a little embarrassed and froze in place.

"What are you in a daze for? Put it away quickly. If the head teacher accepts it, those girls will definitely tear me apart." Seeing him staring blankly, Zhao Qian hurriedly stood up and stuffed the manga into his schoolbag.

"Oh, good." Tang Le lowered his head unnaturally, and sat upright.

Ok?

its not right!

Who said to borrow this comic? ?

But by the time he realized it, the class bell had already rang.

Tang Le had no choice but to sit upright, quietly watching the other students who came back from outside rush to their seats, Tian Kewei and the girl at the back table also ran in, her face was obviously a little flushed, Her hair was a little messy from running, she sat down on the chair excitedly, and chatted with the girl at the back table while the teacher wasn't here.

"I see, it took him a while to leave after school, right?" Tian Kewei's eyes sparkled.

"Yeah, I've seen it several times when I do the cleaning. They usually leave later than those who sweep the floor. By then, everyone will be gone. It's no problem at all!" The girl at the back table clenched her fist.

Tian Ke smiled: "It's okay, it doesn't have to be so late, I just want to let a small number of people know."

"How is it possible." The girl at the back table waved her hand: "He is a high-level grass, and if a small number of people know about it, it means that the whole school knows about it."

Tang Le sat up straight reflexively when he heard "Grade [-] Grass", and he pricked up his ears.

Tian Kewei thought for a while, then nodded in agreement: "But it's okay, what are you afraid of, I can't make a fool of myself."

"That's right." The girl at the back table smiled and patted her on the shoulder.

Not long after, the class teacher walked in on high heels. As usual, she criticized the brooms in the hygiene corner and the dust under the microscope such as the corners of the table and the cracks in the wall before class, and then began to send a report card from Tang Le. Kewei Hetian passed it on for later reading, and another copy was in the hands of the class teacher. She stood on the podium, frowning, waiting for everyone to pass it on noisily.

No. 57, Tang Le didn't speak when he saw the ranking, but pursed his lips, and then handed the report card to Zhao Qian.

It's okay, it's considered an improvement. There are 60 students in the class, and last time it was 58. This time, it has improved by one place.

"How was the exam?" Tian Kewei bumped him with his elbow.

"It's not good." Tang Le's face was expressionless, and in a blink of an eye he tried his best to smile: "What about you?"

Tian Kewei glanced at him, her ponytail was tied tightly, and her eyes were a little slender, but she was proud but pretended to be modest and said: "Fortunately, No.2, improved."

"Congratulations then." Tang Le smiled slightly.

Tian Kewei saw that talking to him was really boring, so he didn't bother to say anything more, and turned to look at Zhao Qian: "How is the exam, old Zhao?"

Zhao Qian looked very happy: "Just behind Tang Le, 58 people, one in!"

Tian Kewei laughed when he heard the sound, glanced at Tang Le from the corner of his eye, and said with a smile: "Don't you know, the sports committee of our class is on sick leave and there is no exam, so he is the last one."

"Ah? I really don't know..." After Zhao Qian heard the reason, his voice weakened, but he didn't care for a moment, and started to discuss with Tian Kewei about buying ice cream with the girl at the back table.

Tang Le sighed, it turned out that this is how he made his progress.

He slowly put his head on his arms, and lay down on his stomach. Although the first row next to the door would have wind coming in, his sightlines were exceptionally good. He looked out from the door.

Most of the teaching buildings on the opposite side are teaching with closed doors. A big pine tree in the center of the flower bed in the campus grows extraordinarily tall. He can see the top of its head from the fourth floor. He walks along the pine tree densely packed with dark green pine needles Looking over, he looked at a closed window in the teaching building opposite, and the blue curtains tied with belts.

If only he had half of Zhou Fan's academic performance, he thought silently.

The author has something to say: explain a little problem~

The previous question about Tang Le’s lost paper ball, because there was a lot of content in the middle, but it was only a day later, and he didn’t deliberately not investigate, because he was not an insider of everything, and he didn’t know what his mother meant. , so I can only wait for the order quietly in a foreign country with a note.

But Xiao Tang Le will not go on like this forever, people will always change~